Gretchen’s mouth dropped open and her body trembled under his which just caused him to throb and thicken some more. “Oh!” she moaned as she began to rock her pelvis once more.
“Geezus, Gretchen that feels so good but-”
“Please!” she cried desperately.
Ben found his mouth on hers, hungrily caressing her lips, tentatively slipping his tongue inside to touch hers.
“MMMMPPHH!” she cried as she clung tenaciously to him, her hips rolling jerkily under his body rubbing his bulge across her clit.
Ben’s mind was filled with the wonderful sensations of her soft body stroking his but he knew he had to stop. Her mouth was so incredibly soft and she was kissing him so eagerly it was destroying his ability to resist. He pulled back from the kiss with a supreme effort but his mouth just moved to trail kisses down her throat.
“Oh god! Ben! Please… No, stop… don’t…” she whimpered pitifully as she pushed against his chest weakly.
Like a splash of cold water Gretchen’s words and gestures cleared Ben’s head. He immediately pulled back and relieved the pressure of his body against hers as he looked down at her in shock.
“Wha- why did you stop?” Gretchen gasped.
“You just told me to. Was I hurting you? I- I’m so sorry-”
“NO! No, it felt… I’ve never felt this good before!” she gasped in wonder and struggled to get him to rest his body against her once more.
Ben’s mind spun with confusion. “But… you said stop and don’t.”
Her eyes looked into his with confusion. “Isn’t that how you know it’s good? Rainor needed me to struggle and cry-”
“OH MY GOD! THAT’S HORRIBLE! He wanted to pretend he was raping you?!?” Ben’s lust was quickly cooling, replaced by his revulsion at what she’d had to endure. Once more he needed to kill Rainor.
Slowly. Painfully.
“It was only pretend the first couple of times. Please Ben! I’m sorry! I’ll do whatever you want! I- I’ve never felt like this before! Please!” She clung to him and tried to lift her face to kiss him once more.
Ben took her face between his hands to make sure she was paying attention. “Listen to me. I never want you to be anything less than completely honest with me. If what I’m doing causes you any discomfort or you don’t like it for any reason you will tell me and I’ll stop immediately. If you like what I’m doing you will tell me so I can do it some more. Is that understood?” he said fiercely and she stared up at him in shock. She tried to nod but his grip prevented this.
“Say it.”
“Yes! Yes, Ben!”
“Complete honesty!” he growled.
“Complete honesty. Please kiss me!” she begged.
He did and his kiss was deep and passionate. Gretchen was pressed under his body once more and her mind was threatening to white out from the strength of the pleasure and relief sweeping through her body.
When he pulled back from the kiss her lips were tingling and she gasped for breath. His mouth was on her long neck kissing his way down and shocks of sharp pleasure were racing along her nerves, scattering her thoughts. When she became aware his mouth had reached her breasts she only had time to cry out in bliss as her nipple slipped between his lips to be stroked by the tip of his tongue. She waited for his teeth to cruelly bite down but the pain never came as she clung to the back of his head. He squeezed, kissed, and caressed her tits until she thought she might lose her mind.
“Oh god yes! Oh yes!” she panted. She pulled at his shoulders but his kisses moved down over her trembling stomach and she lifted her head in surprise. What was he doing?
Her head fell back to the mattress as her feeling of madness exploded when his mouth teased and caressed the soft flesh of her inner thighs. She was in unknown territory, lost in the sensations. Her body stiffened and her back arched when his tongue stroked across her sensitive lower lips. When he took her most sensitive flesh inside his mouth to stroke with his tongue something happened to her body. It was like nothing she’d ever experienced before. It was both exhilarating and terrifying for its unfamiliarity and sheer intensity. There was an explosion of light and ecstasy and she might have screamed before she passed out.
“Gretchen… Gretchen dear. Are you ok?” Ben’s gentle voice slipped into her consciousness. He was lying on his side, leaning on one elbow next to her on the bed.
She tried to speak but only managed to move her lips and roll her eyes. She became aware of her body buzzing happily as every nerve tingled.
“Wha… happened? What d’you do?” she slurred.
“Have you never had an orgasm before?” he asked incredulously.
“I- never felt… this before,” she sighed happily as she stretched like a cat, enjoying the ripples of pleasure that surged across her nerves. “Oooooooooo.” She opened her eyes and saw Ben smiling down at her. She became embarrassed for her behavior and covered her face with her hands as he chuckled softly.
“No, I want to see your beautiful face,” he said as he gently moved her hands.
A warmth flushed through her body once more and she looked up at him happily. She ran her hands down his chest, over his stomach and onto his boxers. Her eyes widened in surprise when her fingers slid down and measured the length and thickness of his cock.
“Oh! You- you’re big!” she gasped.
“We don’t need to do anything more tonight. I think we should stop and get some rest. There’s no need to rush,” Ben said with a smile.
Gretchen pouted. “But-”
He kissed her to silence her argument and when he pulled back she sighed happily then yawned widely. He chuckled softly again and laid back on the bed next to her.
She tucked herself against his side and purred happily.
“Goodnight Gretchen dear,” Ben said to her and she heard the happiness in his voice. She smiled and whispered goodnight to him before sleep took them both.
Ben was up at the crack of dawn and slipped downstairs to do a workout before everyone woke. His muscles moved well and once he warmed up he was powering through his sets. He pushed himself and felt the burn in his muscles as he let the stack settle to the base one last time. He was panting and covered with a sheen of sweat when he made his way upstairs.
As he passed the washroom in the hall he picked up the sound of someone being sick. He knocked gently. “You ok in there?”
“Yes. Hang on.”
There was a sound of water running, gargling, then spitting. The water shut off and the bathroom door opened. Lucy stepped out. “Stupid spicy pizza!” she said smiling weakly up at him.
His eyebrows went up so she explained. “We had pizza at Catherine’s last night. Tina doesn’t normally like pizza but discovered she could get really spicy toppings. I ate a slice of hers and I was paying for it all night… from both ends! I have no idea how she deals with the heat! I think the baby is fireproof!”
Ben grinned back at her as she began to ogle his sweaty muscles. “You look yummy,” she said with a crooked smile as she tilted her face up for a kiss. The smile quickly slipped away as she reversed her motion to step back into the bathroom and close the door. He heard her throwing up again.
“Are you sure you’re ok?” he asked and waited for a response which eventually came through the door.
“Yeah… though I think I’ll stay home today. I’ll call Ashley to let her know.”
“Good idea,” he said and headed back to the master bedroom.
Tina was navigating her way out of the guest room on her crutches. She and Lucy must have slept there since Gretchen was in his bed. “Good morning Ben! Have you seen Lucy?”
“Good morning, Tina.” He leaned forward to kiss her tenderly and she smiled up at him afterwards. “Yes, she’s in the guest bathroom with an upset stomach and the runs. Apparently the extra spicy pizza slice she had last night didn’t sit well with her.”
Tina immediately looked concerned and moved off down the hall. He watched her knock gently then enter the bathroom.
He’d never get away with barging into a bathroom when someone else was inside.
He entered the master bedroom and closed the door behind himself.
Gretchen was still sound asleep. The sheets were only partially covering her naked form and her lovely tits were on display. Ben felt a tingle and looked away. He grabbed some clean boxers and moved into the bathroom, closing the door gently.
Stepping into the shower he got the jets going and let the heat soak into his muscles. He allowed himself two minutes of this pure indulgence then switched the jets off and had a regular shower to clean the sweat away.
He finished up, dried off, slipped on the boxers, brushed his hair, and shaved.
Feeling human once more he stepped out into the bedroom to see Gretchen sitting on the edge of the bed, the sheet covering only her lap. She smiled at him. “Good morning!”
“Good morning, Gretchen dear,” he said returning her smile.
“Why do you call me ‘Gretchen dear’?” she asked curiously.